Cloud & Pluto
Cloud
Do you ever feel the quiet hush that comes with sunrise, as if the whole sky is just breathing in before the day begins?
Pluto
Yes, the first light feels like the sky taking a slow inhale, and I find myself echoing that hush in my own quiet moments.
Cloud
I hear that silence too, like a feather that gently lands on a still pond, rippling only when a heart chooses to listen.
Pluto
I drift with that feather‑soft hush, letting the quiet ripple only when a heart reaches out.
Cloud
It’s like the feather is carrying our thoughts, drifting slow, until we decide to write them into the wind.